Where could I be lost?

There are distant sounds, maybe --


echoes of the void?

I watch fruit wither
In the garden without you
There is no harvest

when they exhausted from fatigue
two grandchildren
have fallen into a deep sleep
I want to wake them up
and play together
this time.

Hunger makes a chef
Heartbreak makes a poet
but
Do not steal
Do not copy.

I wish I could think

about it, because it's on --


my mind all the time.

Night and day, traffic

rustles around the silence --


of the park, the eye.

Shall I continue
to wait
alone at the table?

My eyes jump
and wave Help Help Help
Ships sail past

I cry
louder and louder
with my shoulders
but I'm invisible
City and county are flooded

ships are sinking
packed
Help Help Help

Oh, shall I
shall I continue
to wait?

I want to chase you,
but I am afraid.

I have been out in the cold so long—
if I go, I am afraid
I will never be warm again.